“But she was cursed. It was clear from the moment she was born. She looked like no other infant in the village. Her smooth brown skin was tainted with stains of deep red, like blood that could not be washed away...."
They don't sing in Sanlagita, that's true. They are quiet here and sullen and feathered with ash. They have lost their voices. Or perhaps they never knew they had voices. Is that the same thing?
That was the prize for building an operable boat—the boys were able to take their boats back with them to the village, so the fishermen could put them to use.
having excessive or compulsive concern with something
Hetsbi had been so preoccupied with his project that he’d forgotten about Sailing Day—Cade’s brother and two cousins would be the first to sail in years.